Chapter 624: Endless Grievance

"You really planned well—luring the Abyss Plane to the Endless Mountain Range, causing all the soul beasts there to vanish into ashes overnight. You're right—killing so many innocent soul beasts, even being hacked into a thousand pieces wouldn't be enough."

Wu Jin's gaze turned icy cold as he looked at Ah Yin. The killing intent in his eyes had already become tangible.

"Everything I did was for the Douluo Plane. To help it evolve, any sacrifice is worth it. Just some lowly beasts, short-sighted creatures—did you really think you could stir up any waves?"

This time, Tang San could no longer stay seated. He shot up into the air, divine power surging from his body like an ocean, erupting in full force.

If he had a choice, Tang San would never take action lightly.

This strand of divine consciousness of his had only one strike left. Once he used it, it would vanish completely.

Tang San still wanted to preserve this divine wisp, to lure the Gods of Goodness, Evil, and the Asura God into the God Ring, and devour them step by step.

But just now, he had learned Wu Jin's true identity.

Facing Wu Jin, who had suddenly ascended to First-Class Godhood, there was no chance of victory relying solely on Tang Hao and Ah Yin.

Tang San had no choice but to make his move.

"Heavenly Mysterious Record, General Principles, Rule Three:

Once you've confirmed your opponent is an enemy, and they are on a path to death—show no mercy. Otherwise, you will only bring trouble upon yourself."

What's more, he had just personally admitted that it was he who lured the Abyss Plane to the Endless Mountain Range of the Douluo Plane.

So many soul beasts in the Endless Mountains had died because of him.

The hatred between him and Wu Jin, the King of the Endless Mountains, was already one of no reconciliation but death.

In fact, just seeing each other meant they must fight to the death.

There was no chance of compromise.

According to Wu Jin, he had originally had a chance to break through to God King level.

But just to kill them, he gave that up without hesitation.

In such a situation, any shred of wishful thinking would be suicidal.

Now, Tang San truly regretted leaving Poseidon in the Douluo Plane.

If he had asked the Gods of Goodness and Evil to first help Poseidon kill the Fallen Angel—

Then he wouldn't need to act now himself.

But there's no medicine for regret in this world.

"It's just a strand of divine consciousness," Tang San consoled himself. "Compared to Poseidon and the Sea God Trident, it's worth it."

He knew Poseidon was doomed.

Long Yeyue was doomed as well.

Leaving them in the Douluo Plane was to send them to die.

As for Long Yeyue, that didn't even need discussion. Whether Tang San, Tang Hao, or Ah Yin—none of them wanted to see her.

She really thinks anyone is worthy of my son, Tang Wulin?

She doesn't even look at her own character.

And worse, she had no self-awareness at all.

Always parading around as if she were Tang San's daughter-in-law.

Every time she called him Father-in-law, Tang San felt the urge to slap her dead.

If only he had a legitimate excuse, Tang San would've killed her long ago.

Now, just the thought of being able to use Yuanen Yehui's hand to kill Long Yeyue, and never having to see her again, already lightened Tang San's mood significantly.

Afterward, he'd casually kill Yuanen Yehui as revenge for Long Yeyue, and even Tang Wulin would have no grounds to protest.

As for Poseidon?

Even more so.

From the moment he forcibly extracted the Sea God Trident from Tang Wulin, he had already been marked by Tang San as someone "on the path to death."

Of course, Tang San didn't want him to come along to the Genesis Origin realm because he was afraid Poseidon might break through to God King level there.

Genesis Origin was a newly born God Realm; many god positions were still vacant.

It was the easiest place to ascend or upgrade one's godhood.

Tang San feared that if Poseidon reached God King level, he might be chosen by the other Poseidon—the one from Greek Olympus, who once possessed this Poseidon.

They were both Sea Gods, even shared the same name. If Greek Poseidon decided to abandon him and cultivate this new Poseidon instead, then all his plans would be wasted.

Therefore—Poseidon must die.

As for the Fallen Angel—even though she had no godhood, she was still left by Xia Yi to guard Sky City.

She may not be as monstrous as Gu Yue or Leng Yaozhu, but Tang San believed she could definitely defeat Poseidon at the same level.

Now that Poseidon was dead, he had to act himself.

"Blue Wave, Sea God, Endless Azure!"

A cold voice came from Tang San's mouth. Though he had only one strike left, this strike was the strongest of the three chances he had reserved for Tang Wulin.

Endless azure light surged into the sky, transforming into an overwhelming, boundless tidal wave that pressed down on Wu Jin.

"Since you've already died once, I don't mind letting you die again."A

t the same moment, the seven-colored Haotian Hammer descended from the sky again.

"Blue Silver, Entangle!"

Blue Silver Empress Ah Yin raised her arms. Around Wu Jin, countless Blue Silver Grass vines rapidly spread, engulfing him in an instant.

"Sea Dragon Roar!"

Tang Wulin also struck without hesitation. His ninth spirit ring lit up. Behind him, a massive Sea Dragon's head emerged, and countless strands of Blue Silver Grass shot out from his hands, transforming into massive sea dragons charging toward Wu Jin.

Having lost the Golden Dragon King bloodline, Tang Wulin was now just a Titled Douluo.

Sea Dragon Roar was the strongest soul skill provided by the 300,000-year-old Sea Dragon soul spirit gifted to him by Long Yeyue.

Tang Hao and Ah Yin had been participants in Tang San's long-term plan spanning tens of thousands of years.

You could say, their entire family had an unresolvable blood feud with Wu Jin.

Whether Tang Hao, Ah Yin, or Tang Wulin—they all knew Tang San could strike only once.

They had to defeat Wu Jin in this one chance. Even if they couldn't kill him, they had to disable him.

Otherwise, Wu Jin would never let them live—not even at the cost of mutual destruction.

"Endless Grievance!"

From Wu Jin's body came the roar of ten thousand beasts, deafening in its intensity. All sorts of soul beasts emerged behind him—crippled divine birds, decapitated beasts. They all roared in unison, sound waves layering and crashing toward Tang San's attack.

At the same time, Wu Jin raised his right claw and smashed apart the Blue Silver bindings, swiping toward Tang Hao in the air. One after another, soul beast phantoms appeared and lunged at the Haotian Hammer.

Boom!

Wu Jin's right claw nearly exploded, blood spraying, and his front leg hung limp.

Crack!

Tang Hao's seven-colored Haotian Hammer—now a divine weapon—shattered instantly.

Tang Hao was thrown back violently, and his entire right arm exploded with it.

Roar!

Endless soul beast phantoms roared, transforming into a red tide that rushed into Tang Hao's destroyed arm.

"Aahhh! Get away!"

Tang Hao let out an inhuman scream. With sharp, ear-piercing gnawing sounds, starting from his arm, his entire body rapidly shriveled.

No matter how hard Tang Hao struggled, the vengeful spirits clung tightly, devouring his body like a locust swarm.

"Hao!"

Ah Yin cried out in despair and tried to fly up to save Tang Hao—But a blood-red maw appeared above her, biting down. Razor-sharp fangs instantly pierced through her body.

Her divine consciousness tried to flee, but the vengeful spirits surged again and shredded it into fragments, devouring it clean.

"No..."

At that moment, Tang Hao let out his final cry. His body was entirely consumed. With the spirits biting him, even his soul had no chance to escape and was devoured.

With this final strike, Tang San's last divine consciousness also began to fade.

Wu Jin swiped once more, and Tang San's wisp fully dissipated.

Tang Wulin's body crashed hard to the ground.

Wu Jin didn't bother attacking him. With his current level, Wu Jin didn't even consider him a threat—wasn't worth acknowledging.

But the vengeful spirits inside Wu Jin thought otherwise.

He was Tang San's son.

Endless Grievance!

The soul beast spirits roared again and directly shattered Tang Wulin's soul.

Watching Tang San vanish, Tang Hao and Ah Yin slain, and even Tang Wulin dead, Wu Jin let out a miserable laugh before slumping and falling from the sky.

On the ground, a dual-colored flower of ice-blue and fiery-red bloomed and gently caught him.

"Cough... cough..."

Within the flower, Wu Jin slowly transformed back into human form. His aura plummeted, dropping below god level in an instant.

"Y-you've lost your godhood..."

Ice Phoenix Flower Feng'er trembled and turned into human form as well. Tears streamed from her beautiful eyes as she held Wu Jin in her arms.

Beyond his broken godhood, she could feel that both his body and soul had suffered extreme damage.

If it were anyone else—any soul master—they would've long been devoured by the vengeful spirits from such a backlash.

"It's fine... I can reforge it in the future."

Wu Jin coughed repeatedly while leaning on Feng'er, a relieved smile on his face. Not a trace of regret over losing his godhood.

Tang San's full-powered strike—though just a divine wisp—had power equivalent to the peak of First-Class God level.

How could he resist it without paying a price?

Fortunately, the Sea God Trident was no longer in Tang San's hands.Otherwise, things could have been much worse.